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    Insane Clown Posse

    Red Christmas

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Jingle my muh'fuckin' balls bitch!
    Insane Clown Posse back in this muthafucka
    Hey yo, Violent J, what's uuuup!!!
    (Violent J)
    It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
    Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
    It's midnight, I land my sleigh
    Make way For jolly Saint J
    Climbed down the chimney for the murder
    Dressed as the fat man everyones heard of
    Shimme down shimme down
    What the fuck?!
    Somebody help me, I'm stuck
    Now what to do
    I feel whack
    I got stuck in a chimney stack
    But I hack
    And shimmer on down
    Santa Claus clown can't fuck around
    Anybody Home?
    I creep
    Tippy toes cause they asleep
    I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
    I got a gift for all y'all
    What's That? I better hide quick
    Oh fuck, it's the real Saint Nick
    He must've been takin' a shit
    But regardless, I better move quick
    So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
    Fucked around and got my damn neck broke
    He's strapped, he shot, he didn't miss
    I had a red Christmas
    I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas
    The kind Ill never ever get
    Cause if you have a dead Christmas
    That means your dead and that's the end
    Merry merry Christmas you fuckin chump!!
    Seasons greetings loser!
    Hey 2 Dope, kick it!
    (Shaggy 2 Dope)
    Jack Frost nibbles, huh
    But fuck that
    I ain't got a home so he nibbles on my nutsack
    And my buttcrack, toes and elbows
    My nose is froze
    Fuck you hoes
    So I made a friend like me, a snowman
    He was down with the clown like a pro, man
    Had a hat and eyes out of charcoal
    And a pipe, we filled it with indo
    Me and him sing songs in the snowflakes
    He ate snowballs, I ate corn flakes
    And we both would freeze our balls off
    I was there everytime his head falls off
    I put it back on for him with a smile
    He was my boy, made from a snowpile
    Then the smog came, a blizzard
    Snow, wind, ice a blizzard
    We pulled through, we hid in an alley
    The next day it was like sunny valley
    He was meltin' and I was just fine
    He got pissed and pulled out a nine
    "If I shuld die, your comin with me
    Cause we're Boys"
    And Hit Me
    Damn Im dyin', I'm dead
    He got his wish
    And all's I got was another red Christmas
    Silent Night
    Violent Fight
    Now I'm dead
    One to the head
    Christmas this year,
    It seems so whack
    Happy New Year bitch boy
    Hey, I got a New Year's resolution for your chicken faced
    momma, to kiss my muthafuckin' ass ...WOO!!
    Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
    Jingle all the way
    Ask your fuckin' mama bitch,
    The ICP don't play
    Wicked clown, wicked clown
    Bitches drop your drawers
    Don't talk back
    Just suck my sack
    And fiddle with my balls
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